I’m sure George remembers you and Harry isn’t scary. He would love to chat to you, he has no friends see, cos he is a weirdo.
Awesome, I’ll follow you.
I’m @fortheloveofron
Do you have twitter? George, Harry and I are on there now.
It’s okay, it’s good you know you are going to pass, bit of security.
Exams…..poor you.
I s’pose I should tell you not to procrastinate but I did it so much it would make me a hypocrite.
Hi Rae, I’m Ron. Nice to meet you too.
I’m going alright thanks. How are you?
padaleckiswag replied to your post: Hey!The awkward moment when no one agrees? Kidding. I’m all for redheads :D
You almost had me worried then :D
How are you all?
It’s been a while.
And a big hello to all my new followers and to a huge thanks to you all :)
P.S I’m sexier than Harry. Like this if you agree.
Ron: He was stood in the kitchen, naked apart from his boxers and the cape that Padma had given him for Christmas. Ron was peeling potatoes with a cheeky grin on his face, imagining what Padma had planned for him
Padma: Padma apparated back to her London flat, an eager smirk on her lips. She threw off her jacket and made her way to the kitchen where she was incredibly satisfied to see her red headed super auror boyfriend in his boxers and cape. Her grin widened and she let out a wolf-whistle…
Ron: Ron did an odd sort of shuffle to a song that had been stuck in his head all day, not noticing Padma.
Padma: She looked on at him, incredibly amused. Padma couldn’t help but begin laughing at the scene before her, a high giggle escaped her lips.
Ron: Ron swept up his latest cases papers and walked out of the office, heading toward the lifts. He let out a low grunt as he impatiently waited, tapping his foot on the marble floor.
Draco: The lift doors parted and a tall man with a shock of blonde hair looked up and froze. Draco’s grey eyes widened as he stepped aside wordlessly to let Ron in. He looked up and checked the floor they were on. Dammit… they’d have a bit of a ride together… He silently cursed Hermione for not being on an earlier floor.
Ron: Ron was sat on a wicker chair on the balcony of Padma and his hotel room. he smiled to himself as the sea breeze brushed his cheeks, the red light of the sunset setting the whole horizon alight. “Padma? Come see this.”
Padma: Padma pulled on her dress, lifting her shower dampened hair out from under the collar as she made her way out onto the balcony. She smiled widely as she saw the breathtaking scene before her, taking the seat next to her boyfriend. “Wow…” she breathed “it’s so beautiful”
Ron: Ron turned to look at Padma and smiled. He nodded then took her hand and kissed the soft skin on the back of it, “it really is. It looks like some sort of magic.”
How is everyone? I haven’t been on here in ages.
And hi to all my new followers. Nice to meet you, I’m Ron.
Do any of you have twitter? If you do can you follow me, @fortheloveofron
thanks, mates. :)
Ron: Ron ushered Padma out of the courtroom, his hand on her slim waist. He gave a friendly nod to a passing work mate and stroked Padma’s side a little as they walked. He was so cautious of her. Her choice to lower Astoria’s sentence had shook him a bit, he couldn’t pretend to understand her motive.
Padma: Padma kept close to Ron’s side as they made their way through the ministry. She kept quiet, thinking to herself about whether she’d truly had made the right decision. Astoria’s smile had unsettled her and she couldn’t decipher whether that was because she was thankful or whether it was her way of making Padma feel weak. They entered an elevator, surprisingly empty and she reached up to hold onto one of the support rungs, still firmly glued to Ron’s side.
Astoria: Astoria was walked into the wizengamot courtroom by the same two aurors that had arrested her. A cold stone expression sat on her face as her shoes clinked against the polished stone floor. She was quickly seated in the middle of the large round room and her eyes glanced over the council and Minister. She daren’t look behind her, knowing that Blaise as well as Padma, Ron and Harry would be there. She felt as though the room was engulfing her, the large walls and high ceiling, encasing her but at the same time expanding. Feeling every eye on her as she waited…
Kingsley: Kingsley looked down at the blonde woman seated before him. “Astoria Greengrass, you have been brought here because you are accused of assaulting, stunning and obliviating Miss Padma Patil. How do you plead to the charge?”
